What is afoot?
At the moment, not an awful lot is afoot, if you must know. I have remembered - from ten years ago when I decided to leave Scotland - that deciding to emigrate a month before Christmas is never a sensible idea.
Work is pretty mad. After all, it's the run up to the end of the year, there's a push to get sales in, and the joy of early afternoon murk means that nobody actually wants to be helpful as they're all far too busy, and in many cases slightly narky.
The Christmas party season is upon us - a time when we go out and watch some of our married colleagues making inappropriate moves on some of our other married colleagues. A time when we laugh and cringe and take photos on our telephones and it just makes the atmosphere in the office a little more tetchy.
Free time is devoted to Christmas - making sure that the right presents are in the right places to be opened by the right fingers on Christmas morning, before they are abandoned as the next best new toy comes along. The city is a cacophony of multilingual shrieks as rumours go round the crowds that someone on the other side of the river has seen a Wii. The curse of crowds in the western world - take me back to Japan.
And work is more stressful than ever. If I hadn't already resigned, I would be thinking about it.
So how are my plans for relocation going? They're not. But they have to kick off soon. Oh yes, soon something will be afoot.